That Is Swearing Allegiance to My Dearest

"Let me help you, and unleash your true power."

Millennia of reincarnation had allowed Rhine to grasp all the mysteries of the world, and at the same time, he had mastered ultimate techniques.

Due to this useless body, Rhine couldn't utilize his combat skills.

However, there were exceptions...

If he could control something, like a puppet imbued with divinity, 20

and then use the puppet's power in conjunction with his techniques.

Then, what would be born was... 2

Suddenly, Histia Hela erupted with a silver-white radiance comparable to the scorching sun! 4

Under Rhine's control, Histia's body transformed within the radiance, undergoing a sacred sublimation from the inside out!

A moment later, 46. The Great Creator's Sacred Golden Relic

The instant Histia Hain descended onto the battlefield.

The battle, had already ended.

Even an ancient dragon was still insignificant when facing the strongest Demigod.

Histia, this monster with 9% bloodline purity, her existence was almost equivalent to a true god walking the mortal realm.

The super-strong barrier Obadiah had obtained by exploiting the Leta spirit vein network was, under the divine might of Order, utterly annihilated.

The entire battlefield, Obadiah, Hela, and the puppet Italien, they all stared at Histia in shock, with only one question in their hearts.

Who the hell are you?!

Right!

Who the hell am I?!

Histia Hela was also examining herself, her crystallized veins, a certain something she couldn't hold in one hand, and her flowing, soft golden hair...

These weren't the key points, The key points were the boundless power within her, and various divine authorities she had never encountered...

All of this filled puppet Histia's heart with shock.

And at this moment, Obadiah was the first to react.

His gaze fell upon Rhine.

"It's you?"

Obadiah keenly noticed the invisible bond between Rhine and Histia.

"I don't know what Olivia did to you to grant you this ability, but..."

Obadiah sneered, "As long as I kill you, everything will be resolved, right?"

Obadiah swung his thorny tail, the power of an ancient dragon manifesting at this moment. Obadiah integrated sword techniques into his body, and a torrent of sword energy blasted out along with his tail!

Rhine's expression was calm.

At this moment, Histia Hela found her body moving involuntarily.

She raised her hand, condensed divine authority, formed an energy conduit, and then instantly slashed.

Instantly, dragon blood rained down like a storm.

The furious roar of the ancient dragon echoed above Histia's head.

A massive dragon tail slammed heavily onto the ground, dragon blood splashing everywhere, the severed end neat and smooth.

"Obadiah, you still don't understand."

Rhine said calmly, "You truly don't understand the value of a monster with 9% Crystal God Bloodline."

Obadiah trembled in pain, "Don't think you can fool me... you couldn't possibly turn a puppet into this monster out of thin air... your attack will definitely not happen a second time! You absolutely--"

Rhine: "Is that what you think?"

Histia's body once again moved involuntarily.

"Aaaaaaaaah!!!"

Obadiah's scream echoed again.

This time, what was cut off was one of his wings.

Then, Histia threw a crystal spear, piercing Obadiah's chest!!

"This is impossible!! It's impossibleeeee!!"

Dragon blood poured down once more.

Obadiah screamed madly, because facing absolute power, there was nothing else he could do but scream...

The ancient dragon, which was almost invincible before, was now like an insect in a naughty child's hands, being cruelly dismembered by Rhine piece by piece.

Why!

Obadiah couldn't understand!

Why couldn't he defend against the attacks of this golden-haired Demigod, and why did he have no chance to dodge them?!

No, that's not right...

Obadiah had a guess that filled him with despair.

If this golden-haired monster was truly as close to a true god as she appeared, then what she did might not have been simply cutting off Obadiah's wing.

It might have been a judgment of the wing's severance directly from causality.

Terrifying guesses spread through his mind, nearly shattering Obadiah's sanity!

Of course, Obadiah, who was already on the verge of madness, didn't notice the mind pollution spell flowing in Histia's eyes.

Obadiah only felt that he was in a huge crisis.

He panicked.

He began desperately thinking of ways to survive.

Finally, He had only one answer...

That was...

"I can only use Him..."

Obadiah gritted his teeth and made that difficult decision.

"Respected ancestor, supreme My Lord, Olivia is occupying the ancient dragon's imperial throne. I still have a mission. I cannot die until that despicable Evil Dragon is eliminated. Please allow me... to activate My Lord's relic..."

Obadiah said in a low voice filled with reverence.

Then, he raised his head and looked at the Golden High Tower not far away.

Three thousand six hundred restrictions were dissolved by Obadiah's will.

Obadiah activated that supreme holy artifact, which even he was only worthy of reverently bowing to!

That holy artifact was not stored by Obadiah in the Golden Tower.

It was outside the tower, or rather, it was a part of the tower.

The gilding on the Golden High Tower was gradually peeled away, and fine golden particles gathered together, gradually forming the shape of a sword.

At the same time, an exceptionally ancient and powerful divinity descended.

Histia's silver white crystal seemed to have met its nemesis, rapidly receding around the Golden Sword.

It was a relic of the supreme being that could even confront, or even crush, the authority of the Goddess of Order.

It was the last creation of the Great Creator, whom the ancient dragons served, hastily left behind before facing their end.

It carried the Great Creator's profound will and infinite wisdom.

Obadiah, with endless reverence and worship in his heart, in his most desperate predicament, like a prayer, uttered the sacred and mysterious true name given to Him by the Great Creator.

"New Single-Handed Sword 01!!"

Obadiah continuously shouted that great true name, and the Golden Sword responded to his summon, radiating divine light and continuously repelling the silver white crystal.

However, Obadiah, who had been pushed into a corner, could never have imagined.

This was all Rhine's scheme.

And when Obadiah, due to his inner turmoil and fear, personally removed the restrictions on the golden holy artifact in front of the enemy, Rhine's objective was achieved!

Now!!

Seeing the Golden Sword about to take shape, Rhine deployed his long-prepared trump card.

"Lilia, go!!"

Space tore open, and the third puppet, which had been lurking in the shadows without revealing itself, finally made its most lethal move at this crucial moment.

"Hand it over!"

The instant the Golden Sword absorbed the last grain of golden sand and finally took shape, Lilia Hela suddenly appeared and pulled the Golden Sword into the spatial rift.

Then, a Spatial Rift opened beside Rhine.

"Your Highness, here you go."

Lilia handed the Golden Sword to Rhine.

At this point, the Golden Sword's light had dimmed, and its extremely special divinity had also dissipated.

It was clear that

the nameless Golden Sword did not recognize Rhine and Lilia as its masters.

Because in this world, only the ancient dragons serving the Great Race could wield this sword.

Well, theoretically, it should be like this...

Rhine caressed the nameless Golden Sword.

Good,

Shiya Constance's exclusive weapon acquired.

And unlike Rhine, who was completely satisfied.

Obadiah, standing beside him, was utterly devastated.

He watched helplessly as the Great Creator's final relic was snatched away.